Edward M. McGuire
I’m afraid but cannot run
Inside me beats the Celt and Hun
Inside me Turk and Viking too
I have a duty I must do.
Afraid of each other
These different tribes
But, we’re all brothers
Claim the scribes.
I see him clear now, he’s a Man
coming closer, gun in hand
He sees me hiding, it’s too late
With one swift round, I’ve sealed his fate
He could not run, despite his fears.
I could not run, my eyes run tears.
I killed my brother on that day.
At war the Huns and Vikings play…
©Copyright 2006 by Edward M. McGuire